Old Aquaintence (Leon/Open)

[wanderer]

OoC: Leon first please.

This was the first time after coming back that Eric visited the school with the students there. As he walked through the hallway he witnessed three fights, one case of a teacher disciplining a group of students with old fashion corporal punishment, and one young couple sneaking into the janitor's closet. The place was as lively as ever, and class wasn't even suppose to be out yet. He walked down the hallway till he found the classroom he was looking for. Leaning against the wall next too the door, he listened to the teacher inside giving his lesson. He chuckled a little, it was odd to hear that voice at the head of the classroom.

The bell rung and soon students came pouring out of the classroom. Eric watched as they went by, getting a few odd looks as he did. Still he said nothing, simply waited for the flow of students to stop coming out before entering the room. From there he looked forward to see the person at the front of the room. And wait till everything was done before walking forward slowly. A small box underneath his arm.

[Mr. Kaar]

While teaching Leon never wore any of his equipment, his coat was folded and put in the corner of the room, his gloves stashed away in his desk. On the first day of every new student they look at the scars on Leon's face and the scars on his hands from the railr oad spikes that once penetrated them. They get over it fast though once the man started teaching, though he now wore sun glasses that hid his eyes from view he was still teaching.

Todays historical figure was Hector. The man who stood for Troy, the only man with sense in his entire country. Leading an army much smaller than what was posed against him. Caring only for the survival of his men and how to tactically scare the enemy into giving up on their campaign for Hellen. The bell would ring though and class would end.

He would shift some papers at the front desk before he turned to the black board and began erasing what he had written, an electro magnetic field entered his senses though and he would turn around, seeing an old face from back in the days when if a couple had tried to sneak into the janitors closet Auroth would there in his coffin asleep. But it looked like he hadn't changed a day in his life.

"And the Wanderer finds himself in my class room."

Just like old his hair golden blond and spikey.

[wanderer]

"Long time, no see Leon. This is a sight I didn't expect to see. You as a teacher, never thought I'd see the day." He moved up to the front of the classroom. He took the box that he had brought with him out from under his arm and set it down on the teacher's desk, Leon's desk. "I brought you a little memento from the past, think it's time I gave it back to you." Inside the box was a single shard of glass, one that Leon would probably recognize from a long time ago.

"Odd seeing you after all this time, you've changed. Except the hair, still the same hair from back then. Course with your ability I can't imagine you have a lot of options unless you count cutting your hair short enough that it won't matter." He moved back and sat on one of the student's desk. "But it looks like your doing well, or well enough to be expected. Did either of us expect to live this long?"

They had lived long lives, longer then a number of people that they went to school with. He didn't look old and according to the doctors he wasn't. But he felt it, mentally. Time had stopped for him, but it hadn't stopped for the rest of the world.

[Mr. Kaar]

Leon would laugh a little thinking about back then. No one could predict the Lightning Dragon. Not even... the Lightning Dragon. Indeed becoming a teacher was far fetched for him, esspecially with his past.

"Well with my son around, I had to find a way to make sure the things that happened to us, didn't to him."

Leon would see the box that Wanderer put on the desk, reaching over and opening it, his right arm would twitch. A smile raising his face as he reached in with his left, picking it up, remembering how he held it back then. How painful the promise was to fight Wanderer again some day. Leon knew that fight was a losing battle, for him, the piece of glass was as deep a promise as he could give. It was a promise that next time, he would be stronger.

Then the comment of living this long? yeah...

"Well... I did technically die... My heart disease finally tried to take my life... But when I was transfered out of New York hospitals they sen tme here under special care of the Correctional Fascility, using expiramental drugs almost cured me of the heart disease completely. I stayed there for many months unconciouse and being expiramented on. But I broke free, that was almost 11 years ago."

He left the slightest of hints about his current issue in that statement. But he would leave it at that.

"Though I hadn;t imagined you to be... Well you. You havn't changed physically a day since the last time I saw you at 552."

[wanderer]

Eric chuckled softly, though there was a hint of sadness to it. "How many times have we died, only to revive again? The world will not let us rest it seems." He shook his head and shrugged. "As for me, it seems time has stopped for me. I seem unable to grow stronger, but am not getting any weaker since I last left. And if you believe doctors I'm not even aging any more. According to them I'm still 20 down to the last cell. Seems my belief that I will die before I'm 21 might still come true, if you believe the age of my physical form that is."

He smiled, "But it's funny you mentioned being an experiment. I most recently had the pleasure of being the source of interest for a bunch of doctors that finally figured out why my appearance hasn't changed over the years. I swear those ghouls and vamps have taken more flesh and blood from me in the past six months as I've lost in all my years of fighting. Sometimes it sucks being such a fast healer." The wandering male chuckled again, this time much better humor in his light laughter than when he had done so the first time.

He stood up and cracked his knuckles. "That's part of the reason I came back, time still seems to move here. I wonder if sticking around will start a the hands of a clock already stopped. Plus I actually was thinking of applying to be a teacher at a school like here, a substitute. I had to leave my last job working for the government for medical reasons. But I don't think that I'm quite ready for a peaceful job somewhere. Think I'd be bored to tears somewhere too quiet. Know if this place has any openings?"

[Mr. Kaar]

"Lookin to be a teacher then?"

Leon would smile wide. That was a surprise, but considering the history of the matter, it did kind of make sense. Leon wasn't sure what openings there mite be in the school, but it was possible Mr. Asiv had some openings.

"Well not sure myself. But I'll talk to the big man for ya, and we can see if he has any openings."

It would be entirely too interesting to see Eric teach a class... Though it was probably even more far fetched that Leon would be a teacher for the system... He had his reasons though.

[wanderer]

Eric nodded. "Yeah, I was looking for a more people oriented job since I left my last one. And, well, I know how schools like this one can be on teachers. I figured an old dog like me could be used around here. And as I said, I'd do substituting if that's needed. Though in a school like this it might be about equal to signing your own death warrant." Eric grinned at his comment. He remembered how bad the students were for regular teachers. And in 552 he had never heard of a substitute teacher for classes, he wondered if that was because they could never find someone dumb enough or crazy enough to be a substitute.

"And thanks in advance for being willing to talk to the head man about me. I'll understand if there are no openings, but I appreciate the helping hand at least." It wasn't about money, for regular cash he could rely on the farm. It was about existing and being seen. He hadn't told Leon about his other problem. But he wasn't quite ready to share that bit of information just yet.